Love Poems About Slam or Slam Love Poems
by Brenda Meier-Hans |
Categories: happy, humorous, love, silly,

Welcome To My Bio

Brenda Gail 
I am Compassionate, love and breathe poetry, humorous and a peace maker.
Sister of Patti Lynne, Paul, David and Beth.
I love children (more), I love to sing in a choir and have a song for just about everything. I love to make others happy.
I feel loved, appreciated and very blessed.
I fear not being healthy enough to make it to my son’s wedding, getting sick this winter and losing my mom.
I’d love to be able to travel again, walk around a mall, and would love to be in a poetry slam.
Living in the GTA Greater Toronto Area, Ontario.

Written by Brenda Meier-Hans 
Regina Riddles Contest: Bio Poems

by Thresha Reese |
Categories: conflict, slam,

Road Kill

Ok, this is where I was
A few miles since you last saw me.
A little before sun up,
Before I became road kill.

Stay closer and I'll tell you more.
May I ask, before,
When will I see you again?
Your pure and unnatural thing,
Your nut house?

It's never so easy
When you are road kill like me
Not even hurried
No one checking If I'm here.

Who are you anyway,
To have ever looked this way?
A love letter to road kill,
That spirited, wounded animal
With unfinished business.

Ok, so where were you?
Did you think it wasn't spelled out
Clearly a few miles since I last saw you?
Before you became road kill?

by Jan Allison |
Categories: halloween, humorous,

Oh How I Love Halloween - For Ghost Contest

I hear the doorbell ring and I rush to answer it The heavy wooden door creaks and squeaks and groans My face is a ghostly white, you can only just see my eyes and mouth The children scream loudly and drop their bags of sweets in fright Terrified they flee down the path not pausing to look back I grab their sweets and quickly slam the door I dash to the bathroom Twenty minutes is up and its time to wash off my face pack Hee hee hee it works every year 5th October 2014

by Richard Tarr |
Categories: slam, me, me,

Try Me

My breaking point 
has been reached
one wrong look is
gonna end in bloodshed
I'm a ticking time bomb
come test me 
I'll leave you in pieces
believe me this
when it comes down to
you or me 
we both already know the answer
so step up or step off
because I would love to
destroy you

by Joseph May |
Categories: people,

Main Ingredient

Linda, (aka PD) is a bright star
in our poetic galaxy
Her poems have depth and passion
Making her words shine bright

She is  one  of the main ingredients here on the soup
Giving spice to the words she pens
She has a love and passion for  the unicorn
One of her favorite creatures

If need be PD can slam you hard
With words that cut deep
Hence the name Poet Destroyer 
 But under the veil of that moniker is a  sweet person

She is the rose in the garden
Whose petals glisten in the light
With her positive comments
She brings  beauty to our poetic world

For the- Appreciation of PD-  contest
5- 15- 2013

by Christopher Flaherty |
Categories: lost love,

Clouded Love Slam

A hex,
A spell of dark magic
In witches cauldron to stir

Not for death
But rather to suffer well

In this life not the afterlife

For crimes against my broken heart
that brought me to this place

I wish 7 decades of bad luck you trace
the cracks in every mirror my
heart was shattered into

And yet i love you so

And if you said i've made a grave mistake

A feast for you I'd make 

In fact i'd even bake you a cake

by Billy Thekidster |
Categories: slam,

Quick Slam

PD: "We should hang sometime? I mean, we're practically the same guy."
ME: "That is the worst slam, the worst insult I ever received in my life."
 - All in fun........-=...-=...-=....-=...=.........-=...-=...-=....-=...=..
.......-=...-=...-=....-=...=..Love ya Hon.

by Poet Destroyer A |
Categories: abuse, anti bullying, best friend, clothes, fashion, mentor, slam,

Enemy Wear

"Enemy Suit"

If you are my online styling enemy, 
Then I love you more than poop and snakes combine 
I'd pray to God, every night, 
'Ask him to fill your room with termites 
Once in a while, I'd ask him to give you grace 
In hopes today, you don't expose the green monster face 
Enough said for the time to be.

My dearest enemy, my mentor
I want you to know, you taught me well
Tonight I Will Put On My Enemy's Clothes
And I'll be the fake friend that hugs you

Hugs, Hugs, Love, Love Linda

by Anthony Scandrick Ii |
Categories: anniversary, baby, beautiful, beauty, caregiving, child, childhood, confusion, courage, dark, dedication, depression, devotion, freedom, goodbye, graduation, growing up, happiness, hope, humorous, lonely, lost love, love, mystery, passion, satire, slam, sorrow, sorry, success, suicide, teen, thank you, uplifting, write,

Dear Michelle

You almost had me,
I wanted you,
The way you stuck to me like super glue,
I was feeling you,
But I knew,
I could never have you,
But, the way you looked at me,
The way my body pleads,
We can never be,
Because I’m too old,
And your only thirteen.

by Timothy Carter |
Categories: change, character, conflict, confusion, corruption, emotions, evil, fear, feelings, goodbye, heart, how i feel, introspection, judgement, leaving, lost, lost love, me, pain, parody, relationship, remember, sad love, self, slam, spoken word, storm, stress, time, together, truth,


Oh what a mistake I have made,
Traveled so far to end up this way.
  Not in a million years would I have guessed,
That this idea was truly not one of my best.
  Never had  known things had changed so much,
We for sure had fallen so far out of touch.
  So many different do's , don't , and bewares,
Actually has left me absolutely  scared.
  What a fool I was to ever believe,
That she would ever be in love with me.
  At my age you would think I know better,
You can trust this will be remembered forever.
  Oh what a terrible mistake I have made,
Wanting all these memories to just fade away.

by A.E. Rivenbark |
Categories: rap, slam, writing,

Lyrical Crimes

This ink switchblade scraped the page
Imbibed by my musical sage
This isn't just a love sick cantata
A heartless melody, baby hold that fermata
Oh look out! More lyrical crimes
Hear me butcher these rhymes?
My murderous hymn in 4/4 times

by Pyg's Whisper |
Categories: absence, anger, boyfriend, break up, poems, slam,

Release Me

You say you love me
More than I do
You talk about us
Like I'm the princess 
And you're my hero
You disappear a century 
Then you appear once
 Like a full moon
Oh man 
Thank you for your hateful feeling
That you call love
Thank you for this frustration
That you call pleasure
I’m really thankful for all those forgotten years 
That you call eagerness  
And because I’m so fulfilled 
I beg you to release me
I’m begging you to stop loving me
In the name of my lost life with you 
I plead you to leave me if you really loved me

by Gina Montalbo |
Categories: slam,

Let Go

Let Go You need to fly not to stay and lie You need to go and take your words that flow You need to leave not to stay and deceive You need to sigh not stand here and cry You need to grow with your heart and soul You need not to love me, just set me free...
04-09-2014 Written by Gina Montalbo

by Pyg's Whisper |
Categories: break up, pain, poetry, sad love, slam,

One More Time

Can you look up at the stars 
There you'll see my face 
Can see that look in my eyes 
It's begging you to come back again 
If you really can feel my heart 
You'd know that it's bleeding 
And all the scars are still open 
If i were you 
I would  find at least one reason 
To hold onto our love 
Just for one more time

by Christopher Flaherty |
Categories: slam,

The Game Slam

Game has range
Game is sports 
They call rap the game
When trying to pick up women
We say that guys got game
Or that guys got no game
But when is anything a game?
When it is played for real
Sport is competitive 
Rap charts in Dollar's and Gold
And when seeking love
Or the companionship of another
If its just only a game
How come feelings get hurt
Play game's
Game play
But don't play by today's rule's 
Play by the old one's 
That come with instructions 
Because the rule's are not fair
The field is never level
Even friends cheat

by Ana Jaquelyn |
Categories: allusion, anger, growth, hate, heart, slam,

That's Not Love

Don't confuse love. Love is a feeling that will make you feel alive. Love is what you give, not what you get. Love is a strong word. 4 letters with a strong & beautiful definition. But what if you only feel love and the other person doesn't  feel "love" for you? Would that be One-sided love? Or when he  hits you & throws you in the floor after him coming home from work, Is that love? Or when you have a family & you guys are in court and she want to take your kids from you because she found you with someone else is that love? NO ITS NOT. LOVE IS WHEN YOU HAVE EACH OTHER ,LOVE IS THAT LIGHT AT THE END OF THE TUNNEL. LOVE IS YOU.

by Shans Priya |
Categories: friendship, slam, me, me,

Miss Friend











by Thabang Ntsie Spaten |
Categories: deep, fear, pain, power, sin, slam, truth, world,

Slaves of Love

slaves of love in darkness
On curious views
In robes of patience
Feeding on fear 
Running in tears 
Seeking a leader Braver than Man
Day breakers summoned 
By outcomes of yesterday
Pregnant with life
On a journey to an endless tomorrows
Surrounded by joy and sin
Under force of mortality
Faith was dethroned 
Knowing seized concluding
Witnessing was a mouthful 
In age of miracles

by Charlie Murder |
Categories: business, funny, girlfriend-boyfriend, romance, slam, war, nice, me, nice,

Im Just Gonna Snap Okay Get Over It

i dont care who you are
or what you think of me
build me up and break me down
then take your "stuff"* and flee

i hate you 
you know it too
so bring it to my plate
take a point and hold my ground
to not spew all my hate

you were so nice in the beginning 
well, what the "heck"* are you now?
gone, love, thats what you are
a filthy ugly cow

i am still the nice guy 
lord, you have said so much worse
and still im here, i still get by
a blessing, not a curse.

i didnt snap hard enough to say what i meant

by Pyg's Whisper |
Categories: passion, poetry, sad, sad love, slam,

Shady Castle

My pain is invisible 
But my tears are burning my eyes 
One day I'll forget 
One day I'll smile 
I know someday I'll meet you again 
But today I'm crying your absence a river 
In my shady castle.

by Kable Hendrix |
Categories: courage, emotions, feelings, slam, stress,

Not For You

I can see you watching me from the corner of your eye.
Your head turned and followed me as I walked on by.
There's no need to act shy cause I'm not looking for no guy.
So you need to step back and quit eyeing me jack! 
Your game is wack you can't step to me.
Your just like the other dudes trying to play me.
So don't tell me you love me cause you know that you don't!
And don't tell me you'll care for me cause you know that you wont!
So don't even start with me you'd just be wasting your time.
So turn around and say good-bye!

by John Beam |
Categories: allusion, feelings, rap, slam, spoken word,

The Aint's

Dictation rhymes with fixation                                                                                                                               Crippled by the miff's of relaxation                                                                                                                              It ain't an apparent abbreviation                                                                                                                                               With all it is love and dedication

by Archontoula Alexandropoulou |
Categories: love, marriage, slam,

Just Because I Said I Do

Just because I said "I do"
doesn't mean that I am through,

through with life before I met you
and the reasons to forget you.

On the night I knelt before you
signing how much I adore you,

it was more than words I uttered
more than sounds casually scattered.

Just because I said I do
don't forget that it was true,

just because others who've done it
had a second thought and shun it.

Mark me , babe, wives are still ladies
despite any amount of babies.

Just because I said I do
doesn't mean that you are through,

there is a long way to go
for me never to say no.

by Adrienne Theuret |
Categories: angst, slam,

Love Gone Wrong

Lover lover where do I begin?
Laughing at your predicament. 
Seeing you crumble. 

Lover lover why are you there?
Seeing you lying, breathing with no air. 
Do not dare to look at me with such despair.

Lover lover what can I do? 
There is nothing I can do.
Laughing at your self pity. 

Lover lover what is wrong?
Do you seem to not like the handcuffs?
Incredibly I do, seeing you there vulnerable. 

Lover Lover do you not see?
You belong in the ground. 
That is were all lovers are found.

by Joe Flach |
Categories: life,

The Red, Flashing 1 On My Answering Machine

I saw that red, flashing “1” on my answering machine
and stared at it for over an hour;
in my thoughts replayed that terrible scene –
she must have called while I was in the shower.

Perhaps that message is one of remorse;
Perhaps it continues the fight;
Hit the button to listen … I couldn’t, of course
and watched it flashing throughout the night.

We volleyed words of anger and disgust;
She left with a slam of the door.
Where once stood love is only mistrust -
this has happened a few times before.
I stared at that “1” flashing at me,
and realized this ending I must complete –
it was time I set both of us free,
so I pressed the button – “Delete”.